After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Hermione was furious, and when she heard this, she took out her anger towards Ron on Harry, "What's it to you, you stinky boys? Even if I give you a gift, you won't appreciate it."

Harry was confused, and he spread his hands and looked at Lamia, as if asking with his eyes what was going on.

"Hermione didn't mean that. She was just too sad." Lamia looked at Hermione who buried her head in her shoulder and decided to explain for her. After all, Harry was indeed innocent.

"Oh, I thought I had done something to her again." Harry nodded, then as if he had thought of something, he spoke nervously, "Lamia, I didn't mean to not go back to school with you. I knocked on your door, but you weren't there, so I couldn't get in. My godfather said you might have left first, and then I was in a hurry to take him into hiding, so I didn't wait for you."

"It's okay, Harry." Lamia chuckled and shook her head nonchalantly.

"But, did you see the roses at the door?" Harry said, his cheeks turning red, including his ears.

"I see." Lamia nodded and handed Hermione a glass of water, but the latter just shook her head.

"That's good. I thought the roses wouldn't last until you came back. After all, I went back to school very early." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and his fingers holding the cup turned white.

"Aren't you finished yet?" Theodore, who had been standing at the back, walked over with a dark face. He didn't want to get close to these stupid lions of Gryffindor at all, but there was nothing he could do, because Lamia came here.

"I'll take Hermione back first." Lamia just glanced at Theodore lightly, then spoke to Harry, completely ignoring a certain Slytherin who exuded a dark aura.

"Okay, uh, be careful." Harry wanted to say something else, but was frightened by Theodore's eyes. In the end, he just asked Lamia to be careful.

"Ah."

Lamia walked Hermione into the dormitory, watched her lie down under the quilt, left a glass of water beside her bed, and then walked out.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Theodore glaring at her, "Lamia, you're going too far. Why are you ignoring me?" Theodore felt very aggrieved. As he spoke, he felt like a resentful woman who was abandoned by her husband.

"That's not true." Lamia walked towards her room without looking back. "Come back and explain clearly, otherwise you are not allowed to go back."

"Stop! Who allowed you to touch her?"

The two who heard the voice turned around and saw Draco, who had also grown up a lot. He looked more noble, but also more arrogant. He was just like a younger version of Lucius, especially the tone of his voice.

"Theodore, do you think you can fight Malfoy just because you're the patriarch of a shabby family? Humph, even if your mad father were alive, he couldn't do it, not to mention that Malfoy is now the leader of all pure-bloods." Draco's nose was almost upturned to the sky. "Lamia, come here, stay away from him. The Malfoy family is much more powerful now than the Nott family. My father said..."

"You're really a baby who hasn't grown up. All you say all day is 'my dad said, my dad said'. If you don't know me, you would think that these are the only words you can say." Theodore hugged Lamia's arms tightly to prevent her from getting close to Draco.

"You, shut up!" Draco seemed to have been touched in a sore spot. He was so angry that he just wanted to take out his wand and hit Theodore a few times.

"Okay, all of you stand still." Lamia was almost annoyed by the noise. Who said boys would be quiet when they grow up?

"Lamia, don't go." Theodore stopped mocking and complained like a wife who tried every possible means to keep her husband.

"Lamia, come here quickly, I have something for you." Draco shook the glowing object in his hand, as if he was very sure that Lamia would be attracted to him.

But, unexpectedly, Lamia changed direction and quickly took a shortcut back to the dormitory. Now it was the turn of the two people there to be stunned. They thought that Lamia would at least choose one person, but she didn't choose anyone.

"It's so annoying." After Lamia returned to the room, the quarrel between the two seemed to still be in her ears. She rubbed her swollen earlobes impatiently and fell heavily on the bed.

After a while, Lamia fell asleep. This time, like before, she did not dream, she just fell asleep simply.

The sky outside gradually darkened until the last bit of light was blocked by dark clouds. Lamia suddenly sat up in bed.

She was breathing heavily, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she looked as miserable as if she had just emerged from the water.

But Lamia could not remember anything. She only knew that she did not dream, but the figure that left a deep impression on her mind kept lingering.

Glancing outside, the sky was still pitch black. Lamia's stomach suddenly rumbled. Indeed, she hadn't hunted since she came back from the dream, and after all the twists and turns she had experienced along the way, it was normal for her to be hungry.

As her physical desire grew stronger, faces flashed through Lamia's mind one after another, finally settling on Draco.

Although he had become something Lamia disliked, he was a Slytherin after all, so she could easily penetrate him, just like before.

Lamia transformed skillfully and followed the most convenient route to successfully sneak into Draco's room. He was lying on the soft big bed, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Lamia changed back into human form and, according to her usual habit, found the most convenient blood vessel, punctured it with minimal effort, and then began to fill her stomach. This was how she always did it. Although the eating process was unpleasant, it was convenient and would not be discovered.

But this time, she obviously made a mistake. Because she hadn't eaten for a long time, Lamia didn't control her strength well and actually woke Draco up.